Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers
For the money and power they've been concealin'
Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him
Take my bus and bust down money
We're living in a fantasy
Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.
From curb surfingwe working the industry
Young money like drake and nicki
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
I just wanna keep it real
And we gettin' money, over here,
Get money like trump and rappas alike
Gq told me i'm not the talkative type
If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
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